From the land of utter exhaustion...

Hi all,

I think it goes without saying I haven't been reading much poetry lately. I'm three quarters of the way through Obama's first memoir, but fear I may not finish it. I really enjoyed it, but I just don't see myself returning to it. We'll see. I'm half-way through Malcolm Gladwell's Blink. I've read The Tipping Point and his newest, Outliers. Some of his theorizing is a little simplistic, but overall I enjoy his books. He at least gives you something to think about. For instance, when I was watching the movie Doubt, I kept thinking about the whole premise in Blink of how we "thin-slice" information so quickly and even though we don't have years of experience and hours of observation, one thing we observe in a flash second can be revelatory and often dead on. I don't know if you saw Doubt or not, but Father Flynn is guilty, no? And the nun's only real reason for suspicion is a boy's reaction to being touched on the elbow by Father Flynn.

Anyway, I came across these fun dinner conversation cards in a store the other day and I'll throw one out there:

What's the habit you're proudest of breaking?

For me, off the top of my head, it's finally making flossing a habit. To me, that proves you CAN make things that are good for you but perhaps you don't like at first (jogging, going to bed early, reading The Economist, etc.) a genuine habit. But I guess I didn't really answer the question. Because it's about breaking habits...maybe I've never broken a habit???